There is a very delicate tipping point in life where “being thrifty” crosses over into “hunting for calories like a competitive eater,” and I hit that milestone years ago. Inflation is no joke, and trying to dine out in Arizona without crying over the receipt is practically an Olympic event.
But because I refuse to choose between paying rent and eating my weight in fried chicken, I did some hardcore field research.
I scoured the state to find the most glorious, wallet-friendly buffets where gluttony meets affordability. I’m talking about hidden culinary paradises where the food is hot, the portions are infinite, and the bill won’t cause immediate heart palpitations…